"If time cannot stop, I will never say goodbye again..."
That was the ballad I wrote to you at the foot of the mountain that year.
A large group of tombs from the Spring and Autumn Period were discovered in Zitong Mountain in Z City, S Province. Chen Nan, from the Department of Archeology of the Normal University in J City, S Province, was accidentally transferred to participate in the archaeological excavation. He met Granny Ling, who could travel through time, and learned that she was the guardian of the time tunnel...
Traveling back and forth again and again, Chen Nan witnessed the creation of this tomb group from scratch. When the tombs finally came to light, the identity of the tomb owner became a fact that Chen Nan did not dare to admit...
"Then whether history determines us, or we determine history."
"Do you think it is the blooming of flowers that determines spring, or spring that determines the blooming of flowers? It is the falling of leaves that determines autumn, or it is autumn that determines the falling of leaves?"
"We live in history, and history lives in our hearts."
"Chen Nan, I'll leave some history to you alone."
Time always gets longer and longer...
A tear slipped down, blurring the what ifs in front of me.
There are gods in the sky and gods on the earth. They bless our country and bring long-lasting luck.
"Some things are true, and history has the final say."
So I would rather spend my whole life foolishly believing that at least at that moment, you loved me.